ABC’S in Green

The trees are God’s great alphabet: With them He writes in shining green Across the world His thoughts serene. He scribbles poems against the sky With a gay, leafy lettering, For us and for our bettering. The wind pulls softly at His page, And every star and bird Repeats in dutiful delight His word, And every blade of grass Flutters to class. Like a slow child that does not heed, I stand at summer’s knees, And from the primer of the wood I spell that life and love are good, I learn to read.